Two trees among many - I've set them centre-stage against a backdrop of two of my favourite themes in landscape right now - a bright field and a clearing sky.
I've differentiated this pair of trees by a very subtle blue glow and they are more finely painted than the others. I was thinking of a loving couple together throughout their lives, hence the title...
When I moved to Lincolnshire I was struck by various pairings of 'twin trees' nearby where I live. Sadly, the last of these disappeared recently, leaving one tree alone.
My palette is autumnal here - it is my favourite season and I love the evenings getting longer, so I was thinking of this as I painted, and of how quickly the seasons change. As I started this painting, in late September, BBC Radio4's Poetry Please came on the radio, all about Autumn. Then when I was driving a week or so later, it was one of those days with sudden heavy showers and the sky was black and bright with large sheets of rain travelling east.
Where I live on the edge of the Lincolnshire Wolds it is possible to see for many miles over the flatter land south towards Boston and west towards Lincoln. The dramatic clouds scudding along in the large skies never cease to delight me.
Painted in acrylic washes on natural canvas board, using Winsor & Newton Professional paints. I've deliberately kept a loose feel to the image and allowed for the unprimed canvas colour to show through the paint.
Available framed professionally, in a simple box frame unglazed; sent by tracked delivery.
Inspired by the ever changing skies and the subtle layers visible in the landscape, as well as by a poem that I love called 'The Bright Field' by *R.S. Thomas. (see below)
Here is the poem:
I have seen the sun break through
to illuminate a small field for a while,
and gone my way and forgotten it.
But that was the pearl of great price,
the one field that had treasure in it.
I realise now that I must give all that I have
to possess it.
Life is not hurrying on to a receding future,
nor hankering after an imagined past.
It is the turning aside like Moses
to the miracle of the lit bush,
to a brightness that seemed as transitory as your youth
once, but is the eternity that awaits you."